But I don't hear that here. Your wife's emptiness seems to be within herself. She might be able to mask it at times with new love and sex. But as the high fades into the realities of everyday life, this empty feeling will keep returning. She reminds me of Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz, who is dissatisfied by the mundaneness of her little life, and goes off to see the Wizard, only to find that her true wish is to go home again.
I like the Dorothy comparison. Seems pretty close. I got an email from Mo2C this morning and there was a section in there that was close to what you just described. On one had, she thinks there is something "right" or "better" out there that she may miss out on. On the other hand she is afraid to let go. She is afraid to lose everything that we have. Will she someday be clicking her heels together saying "there's no place like home", only to find out it is too late?
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You had a temporary connection through Retrouvaille. I think you need to work deeper. I think you need more than a weekend of focus. And if you do try another workshop, I hope you will continue whatever exercises they teach. I do believe that dropping dialoguing did not help you. The letters you two are writing each other do not fit the form.
Yes, yes, yes and yes.
Maybe I should start using the dialoguing form on here.
